Growing up I always resisted the idea that I was a Southerner. My parents were from Michigan, and I had a Nonna who only spoke Italian, so it was easy to tell myself I wasn’t rooted in North Carolina, even though I’ve lived here all of my life. Since coming back from college where I lived in the mountains of North Carolina, I realized how much I have become rooted to this place and how being a Southerner is not a bad thing. Reading fashion blogs from across the world has really made it apparent to me that I’m a Southerner in the way I dress, and I like that. One of the things that is most distinctive about where I live is the annual camp meeting which is hard to explain so I’ll just post a link here. The short version is that it’s 2 weeks in August where a lot of people come to this campground for religious revival services (if they’re religious), talking with family and friends, and staying in old wooden buildings called “tents”. It started in 1794, so it’s an old tradition in the area, and I happened to go there tonight to spend time with my family.
Below is a very picture heavy post of my outfit and camp meeting.
In August, North Carolina is hot and humid, so I knew I needed to keep my outfit temperature appropriate and good for sitting outside. I got this top at Nordstrom, and it’s by Bobeau. It has fluttery sleeves, but also has fabric under your arm like a normal top, which I appreciate since a lot of butterfly sleeved items have large, gaping sections.
I stuck with my trusty Old Navy shorts and Nine West sandals that I’ve had for a few years.
I love the colors in this print.
Since I was doing some work before I headed to the campground, I decided to keep it simple with just earrings as accessories. I didn’t realize when I got these that they were clip-ons, but I still love them even if they feel a little weird wearing them.
This outfit ended up being perfect for an evening spent playing games and sitting outside at the campground.
Now on to my random campground pictures:
A row of “tents” that many families have owned for generations.
My cousin’s child cheesing at me.
We played Sorry, and I won :).
A random picture of Lola to keep you on your toes ;).
Family talkin’, laughin’, and swingin’
Beautiful evening sky
It felt good to embrace my southern roots today.
Does where you live have its own personality and quirks? How have your “roots” affected your style?